Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Coleen was fuming, the kind of fuming that made her want to grab the nearest pillow and scream into it. One moment she was all calm and collected, and the next, she was storming back into the hospital room, demanding to speak with her so-called best friend's

significant other. "Chad, get out here right now!"

Her son, who couldn't hide his smirk, got an earful. "Go on, your highness is throwing a fit again, calling you out by name."

Chad stood from his chair and ventured out into the hallway.

There, Jade's face was as red as a ripe tomato. "Mia never said that, you liar!"

Chad shrugged. "Oh, is that so? Guess I'm getting old and my memory's betraying me."

"Chad!" Jade was grinding her teeth so hard she could've turned a lollipop into dust.

Back at Maplewood Estates, Andre, who had just tucked his son into bed, braced himself for Mia's tirade.

"You lied, Andre! Molly never told you any of those things about me!"

woke up their sleeping son, Henry, who started sobbing from

shot Andre a glare that could freeze lava. "You're such a despicable,

was on the horizon, the men's foolishness had pushed their

"Mia, have you sorted everything out with Andre? Have you arranged the custom gown, the invitations, the venue decorations? How many tables are

pause. "Dad, one thing at a time, let me

"You mean to tell me you haven't arranged any of

new mom, hadn't discussed much with her husband due to their spat, and he

sleeping grandson, he indulged in the satisfaction of seeing his

Hansen left, and Mia, with an extra

as the couple leaned against the headboard, Mia reviewed

over, said, "Give me that list, and don't worry

You're swamped with work and dealing with me. The

sudden sense of duty, Andre conceded to some of her plans but insisted on handling others, like the security

for her capable husband, suggested she might work for him